Erik Olsen

[Deana is seated next to Frank Jr. before she is sent to jail]

Deana: Come on, Frankie. Why are you doing this? I'm your mother!

[Frank Jr. gets up]

Frank Feranna, Jr.: Are you fucking kidding me? I wanted a mom, but you only care about yourself and all of your stupid boyfriends.

Deana: Listen to me, Frankie...

Frank Feranna, Jr.: No, you listen to me, okay? I'm not gonna see you. I'm not gonna answer to you. You're just gonna leave me alone, Deana.

[Frank Jr. walks away]

Deana: Frankie...

[Frank Jr. turns around]

Deana: Fine. Do what you want.

Nikki Sixx: [narration] Maybe I wanted her to care, but fuck it! I knew what I needed. It just took me a while to get there.

Nikki Sixx: [narration] I ended up on the streets of Hollywood. I was broke and starving, and I had no one to trust. So I made the mistake that many unwanted children make. I went chasing ghosts.

[Frank Jr. calls his biological father on a pay phone]

Frank Feranna Sr.: Hello?

Nikki Sixx: Is this Frank Feranna?

Frank Feranna Sr.: Who's this?

Nikki Sixx: Oh, hi, Mr. Feranna. This is your son... Frank Jr.

Frank Feranna Sr.: Son? What are you talking about?

Nikki Sixx: No, my...

Frank Feranna Sr.: I don't know who you are.

Nikki Sixx: No, no, my mother, she's Deana...

Frank Feranna Sr.: Don't call here again.

[Frank Sr. hangs up]

Nikki Sixx: [narration] That was the last time I spoke to my father. And the last time I used his name.